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2002-11-14 - 2:25 p.m. |
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I am such a mass of contradictory impulses. Lunch, sunshine and Basho. Lunch, regret and rain. Lunch, joy and sorrow ate me up. William Matthews: I wanted company and to be alone. I am lonely because I cannot bear not to be lonely. I am so sad and so happy and so content at the same time. It is not, one minute this, the next minute that. It is all together everything all at once together. What I can�t get to is the place where the opposites hold hands, where the lion and lamb lie down together. Where I�m not constantly trying to amend, to erase, to revise, to explicate, to further explain this truth. This truth: I am dread and hope. I am love and destruction. I am sorry and I am not sorry. And the woman in the flower-print dress hemmed Here's some Greg Brown too: Sirens wail above the fields - |
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